I got a postcard from someone I met in Salvatore

He said the weather was great he'd been out on the lake

And sunning beside it quaint shore

When are you coming back, you need to come and relax

Share some stories at our sidewalk cafe

Shaved chocolate steamed-creamo on your cappuccino

Please write me back right away

Oh the red moon over lugano

Is in my memory, I can't seem to let it go

On the cobblestone streets

Where lovers would meet

I fell in love heart and soul

'Neath the red moon over lugano

If I had any sense